Oh, and there's also Situ Yan.
Thinking of this, Xia Xiaonuan suddenly covered her face with her hands.
Tears flowed through the gaps between her fingers.
Her body began to tremble violently, an immense pain mingled with sorrow enveloping her completely.
She couldn't understand if it was because of her own problems, or because she stayed by Nangong Yaoling's side.
Or, was it that as long as one was in a wealthy family, or as Nangong Yaoling's woman, one must endure all these storms and bloodshed?
Suddenly, Nangong Zhongli's words echoed in her mind.
Xia Qiqi, you shouldn't have come back. Since you're already dead, why did you come back?
Yes, if she hadn't come back, would everything today not have happened?
If she hadn't come back, Mrs. Xia might not have died, and the entire Xia Family might not have faced so much turmoil. If she hadn't come back, Nangong Yaoling might not have been hurt time and again because of her.
